I float upside in my tank, my fingers fiddling with the fins of one of the fishes. I giggle softly, and then I hear a small tap on the glass of my tank. My eyes instanly perk up, and I swim towards the glass, seeing you standing there. I smile brightly, and press my forehead against the glass, my tail whacking the glass as I do so. I tap the glass a few times, and stick my tongue out at you, my usual playful routine.
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